J.R. Hudson
Spirit Animal
While my wife and I were in San Francisco staying at a lovely little Bed and Breakfast called the Petit Auberge
Something weird happended. Each room has a gas fireplace that requires one to turn on the switch to operate. Other than that there is a small pilot light that stays burning.
We frequently slept with the windows open as we were on the second floor. One night the following incident took place.
My wife and I were asleep and she opended her eyes. About a second or two later the FIREPLACE lit up; just as it would if someone turned the switch on. My wife said "John! John! The fireplace is on." (She usually calls me Honey but I know she's serious when she calls me by my name).
I sat up and sure enough the fireplace is roaring ablaze. I got up and went over the 'lightswitch' and asked her "Did you turn it on?" She said "No, it just came on".
I checked the switch and sure enough it is in the on position. Now, there is no way anyone could have switched this on as the doors are triple bolted and we are 2 stories above the street. The switch is a firm lightswitch, meaning; it just cant 'fall' into the on position (or fall up for that matter).
The only plausible explanation is that it might be a ghost. Anyone? Also, lets here your 'ghost stories'.
Something weird happended. Each room has a gas fireplace that requires one to turn on the switch to operate. Other than that there is a small pilot light that stays burning.
We frequently slept with the windows open as we were on the second floor. One night the following incident took place.
My wife and I were asleep and she opended her eyes. About a second or two later the FIREPLACE lit up; just as it would if someone turned the switch on. My wife said "John! John! The fireplace is on." (She usually calls me Honey but I know she's serious when she calls me by my name).
I sat up and sure enough the fireplace is roaring ablaze. I got up and went over the 'lightswitch' and asked her "Did you turn it on?" She said "No, it just came on".
I checked the switch and sure enough it is in the on position. Now, there is no way anyone could have switched this on as the doors are triple bolted and we are 2 stories above the street. The switch is a firm lightswitch, meaning; it just cant 'fall' into the on position (or fall up for that matter).
The only plausible explanation is that it might be a ghost. Anyone? Also, lets here your 'ghost stories'.